Feeling like there's nothing at all...

Everyone has that moment I think, the moment when something so momentous happens that it rips your very being into small pieces. And then you have to stop. For a long time, you gather your pieces. And it takes such a very long time, not to fit them back together, but to assemble them in a new way, not necessarily a better way. More, a way you can live with until you know for certain that this piece should go there, and that one there. My shattering happening quite a while ago. Sometimes I have trouble remembering some of the details. But I know it happened for sure, for what stands before you today, is a testament to that. Piece by piece. Little by little. Into something I would once find unfathomable. And as I set sail to lands unknown, I am certain I have all I need to weather the storm.